One hundred and fifty fifth, the war inside and outside the house
PS: I am sick, I can only be 1,000 today, I am really sorry.
Huangfu really heard the sound downstairs, and his heart was cut like a knife.
Although he had only been with Qing Yan for a few days, he had fallen deeply in love with her.
It was she who rescued him from the bottomless black hell; it was she who swept away the haze that had accumulated in his chest for many years. It was she who added a rich touch to his ordinary and boring life.
How could he watch her fall into the tiger's mouth and be ravaged?
In the face of love, everyone is selfish. No one can tolerate his beloved throwing into the arms of others.
What's more, his beloved person was not just Liu Qingyan, but also the already crazy Xi Ming!
Even though he had left Xi Ming, the unforgettable love that had made him unable to let go of it yet, and he could not bear the sex between Xi Ming and others.
This is really an incredible thing: his former "first love" and his current "dream lover" are making a big fuss in the sky palace in the house, which makes him almost crazy!
It's intolerable!
Huangfu Shi, who was already angry, could no longer contain the restlessness in his heart. With a "click", he suddenly pulled out the sword tied around his waist, and kicked his feet hard, making himself look light and thin.
His body was thrown into the air.
After a week of tumbling, he steadily fell on the walkway on the second floor, about to break into the door to stop the tragedy that shouldn't have happened.
"Huh!" A sharp sword energy suddenly flashed through the air! A turbulent sound of breaking through the air burst out with a "bang bang bang". A flying figure swung rapidly, and the whole body seemed to be twisted into a handle.
The sharp sword pierced Huangfu Shi's chest.
Huangfu Shi was shocked, but he reacted very quickly and immediately held the sword across his chest, about to block the grid.
"Bang!" The two swords collided violently. Huangfu Shi only felt a sensation of the tiger's mouth, his arms were numb, and the sword he was holding was almost about to escape. The sword that was flying quickly was so powerful.
So he knocked him out horizontally.
Huangfu Shi was unstable to take advantage of the power, so he fell backwards and fell out of the railing of the second-floor aisle. Fortunately, he is not an ordinary person. When he encounters a surprise attack, he can still remain calm and stumble in the air for a few weeks.
He fell to the ground, staggered back a few steps, and then stabilized his fragmented steps. A wound about half a foot long had been cut out of his chest, and blood was oozing outwards.
He looked up at the second floor with a cold look, looking alertly at the strange figure that suddenly emerged.
Xi Ming's personal bodyguard, Zherong, held a sword in his hand and guarded the door of the room.
"It's you?" Huangfu Shi couldn't help but feel shocked.
A trace of sad feelings gushed out from the bottom of his heart. He knew that since Zherong was guarding the door of this room, no one could break into the door!
Huangfu Shi, who had lost his mind, was anxious and annoyed, pointed his sword at Zherong's nose and shouted: "Zherong, get out of here. Do you know what you are doing now, you bastard?"
Zherong had a gloomy face and bit his lower lip desperately, as if he was deeply wronged: "Of course I know what I am doing. As the prince's personal bodyguard, I will never allow you to hurt our master, nor will you allow you.
, go and destroy his interest!"
"Nothing, nothing! You, you, the third princess is inside, it's the third princess, you, didn't you, the brat, tell me yesterday that I told me to treat her kindly? Are you, what are you doing? Come to me quickly